Helicopter Parent
Oh, you started getting bored so you went and had a kid
You thought it'd give you something to do
Make 'em talk, make 'em smile, make 'em act like they're your child
Dress 'em like a little version of you
Well, didn't think more than two thoughts?
You turned out fine this way, of course
Gonna wing it like you did in school
Won't give an inch of open space or enter an unknown place
'Cause who knows what they might do
'Cause you're a helicopter parent
Figure it out, man
Oh, you're just a helicopter parent
And that's one thing I cannot stand
So you're thinking that you're cool with this enlightened attitude
Nobody tells you what to do
But deep down inside, you're freaking out
Helpless, searching for a clue
Got the need to control runs deep inside your soul
A lousy habit you can't break
When you've never chilled out, not once in your life
You're bound to make a mistake
Seems like a helicopter parent
A stupid chopper buzzing in my sky
Ah, such a helicopter parent
And I wish I could figure out why
I called it, helicopter parent
Why are you breathing down the back of their neck?
A total helicopter parent
Excuse me, waiter, I'll take the check
'Cause it's time to reflect and maybe contemplate respect
Instead of micromanagement
Because it's just a generational dead-end
You thought it'd give you something to do
Make 'em talk, make 'em smile, make 'em act like they're your child
Dress 'em like a little version of you
Well, didn't think more than two thoughts?
You turned out fine this way, of course
Gonna wing it like you did in school
Won't give an inch of open space or enter an unknown place
'Cause who knows what they might do
'Cause you're a helicopter parent
Figure it out, man
Oh, you're just a helicopter parent
And that's one thing I cannot stand
So you're thinking that you're cool with this enlightened attitude
Nobody tells you what to do
But deep down inside, you're freaking out
Helpless, searching for a clue
Got the need to control runs deep inside your soul
A lousy habit you can't break
When you've never chilled out, not once in your life
You're bound to make a mistake
Seems like a helicopter parent
A stupid chopper buzzing in my sky
Ah, such a helicopter parent
And I wish I could figure out why
I called it, helicopter parent
Why are you breathing down the back of their neck?
A total helicopter parent
Excuse me, waiter, I'll take the check
'Cause it's time to reflect and maybe contemplate respect
Instead of micromanagement
Because it's just a generational dead-end
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Writer(s): Bradley Fry, Matthew Kosloff, Sean Mcguinness, Randall Raymond Huth
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